~Ningwa shakti Maden~
Once there was a snowman
Stood outside the door ,
Thought he’d like to come inside
And run around the floor ;
Thought he’d like to warm himself
By the firelight red ;
Thought he’d like to clamber up
On that big white bed .
So he called the North wind;; Help me now I pray .
I’m completely frozen , standing here all day .
So the North wind came along and blew him in the door
And now there’s nothing left of him
But a puddle on the floor .
Note : This poem was recited by Ningwa in 61st Hong Kong Inter- School Speech Festival ; Ningwa shakti Maden had won the 2nd runner up for this poem.
(स्रोत : कविता कुसुम)
